Summary: Chu has a little too much fun with Orchid; unfortunately for her, it costs her life.

***

A series of bruises and welts coated Orchid’s body almost endlessly. Her nose broke during the bout when Chu headbutted her in self defense against her onslaught, gaining an upper hand against the succulent spy.

Chu - who had drunkenly swayed around thanks to the Ogre Killer wine he would consume on a daily basis - was far more faster than what Orchid could’ve endeavored when she read the file about him. She expected him to be easy to defeat, but that was far from the case. With Chu having consumed his favorite alcohol, he had grown far more stronger and swifter than Orchid could’ve comprehended in her wildest dreams.

Yet here was she, sprawled out, aching all over. One of her eyes could barely open due to a black eye she obtained in the midst of the turmoil. Her electric tonfas were of no use, the juice drained in them and with no way to recharge them, Orchid didn’t really stand a chance. Her head throbbed achingly, her good eye looking to see what Chu was doing as she heard a loud ‘Zip’.

The cerulean haired demon had a good hold on Orchid’s zipper, letting her breasts free from the confinements of the sleek neon verdant and lemon hues attire. Chu’s cobalt eyes widened at the massive tits Orchid had on her. He had seen some impressive bosoms in his heyday, but none of them could top what he was gazing up.

“I’ll be damned, spy sheila.” He murmured in his alluring Australian accent, licking his lips. “Nice set o’ sweater puppies ya got.” His strong hands tweaked the pebble sized areola, his leathery tongue slowly lapping up at her coffee hued, coin sized nipples.

Orchid snapped out of her pain induced trance, coming to terms with the sudden arousal Chu was delivering. Her eyes widened, blushing as she muttered: “Chu, what...what the hell are you doing? Stop....” She weakly tried to push his head away from her, but it did very little to cease the demon.

Orchid threw her head back and moaned as Chu began removing the rest of her spy suit, exposing her beady little clit alongside her tempting flower of a pussy. Chu smirked as a shade of vermilion formed on his face from blushing (that, or it was the drinking). “Well, nicely waxed cunt ya got here....” he slurred lewdly, using his digits to spread out the labia and expose her clit to the breezy air.

Goosebumps went all around Orchid’s lovely bronzed skin, the spy’s face flushing even further with Chu’s lascivious speech. “Chu, don’t look...!” She exclaimed, trying to use one of her hands to cover her sex. The hand was swatted away by the drunkard, who wore a smile that could’ve lit up an entire room.

“Don’t be like that,” He crudely mumbled. “You’re the one flaunting yer tits at your opponents and slapping your ass, dressed like some sorta stripper. Now lemme just have a little bit of fun...” Orchid’s sinuses were welcomed by the very aroma of his alcoholic breath, making her shudder and wince.

Yet on the same side of the token, something about the intoxicating aroma of his breath got her wet. Chu could see a slight strand of girlcum leak, a feverish blush on his face. True to his suspicion, it was confirmed that she was indeed aroused - whether it was from being stripped, his voice, or hell, just being putty in his hands was left for the copper skinned demon to debate.

One of his fingers slid into the sleek orifice, wiggling around and touching her velvety walls, a brazen sneer etched on his stubble mug. He withdrew for the moment to eavesdrop on her breathy moans, sliding in two fingers to watch her heave and tremble in delight.

Orchid had been resisting the unwanted waves of pleasure, but that failed when Chu began fingering her tight cunt and enjoying the precious envoy squirm at his disposal. Even in his drunken stupor or simply sobered up, he could put two and two together to acknowledge the fact Orchid was enjoying every second of him sliding his digits into her snatch. Her cunt walls had began loosening and wrapping around at random intervals, her own pussy making the most lusciously lewd noises that the Mohawked demon believed he’d never gain ear of in his years of existing.

Orchid’s bawdy moans escalated to lascivious cries of lust, clutching her tits with her own hands as Chu worked up a steady tempo, her juices leaking onto the ashen tile of the arena. Hot titmilk spewed out with each minigasm she obtained, sweat drenching her entire figure. It had splattered messily onto the tile to where it ended up dripping down her toned abdomen in rivulets.

And Chu enjoyed every second of the seductive spy babe being turned into this sex puppet he was playing with; he figured why not the cut the strings to his doll’s existence horribly. As soon as he could sense Orchid’s orgasm was going to commence, his fingers pulled out and - despite them still being slick with her cunt honey - he had a good grip around her cranium and gave it a swift twist.

Orchid’s orgasm did happen, however; it cost her life as well. A fresh stream of squirt juices ushered out of her tempting sexflower, her good eye widening as a cacophonous wail emitted from her plump kisser. Her spinal cord severed, heart sputtering to stay thumping. Orchid then came to terms that she had perished right as she was dying, her body making unintentionally lewd gyrations in front of Chu before a postmortem geyser of urine pooled underneath her thick thighs.

Chu simply drank from his bottle, not exactly caring in the slightest his little toy was reduced to an abashed cadaver. He just merely sauntered off, chuckling all too brazenly. He barely paid any attention to the crowd rushing over to Orchid’s still warm body, stripping the spy of her gear and cutting her body up to start auction her body parts and attire to the highest bidders available that night.

To their surprise, Chu did win one of the bidding wars when it came to auctioning off Orchid’s weapons that fateful night. He simply preserved her once useful electrotonfas in a glass case, next to the weapons was that of a photo of Orchid standing proudly and prepared to combat any evildoers.

Summary: Kim Wu overcomes Orchid - unfortunately for the sensual spy, the redhead warrior has some not so friendly intentions. Commissioned for anonymous.

***

Kim Wu’s legs struck out, delivering a swift strike to Orchid’s chin with a mighty yelp. Stars blew up around Orchid’s head from the sheer power Kim Wu orchestrated, sending the sensual agent spiraling into the air before she landed on her perfectly firm and jiggly ass. It barely cushioned the fall of the spy as she landed onto the arena tile, but not by much.

Yet the crowd - who should have been cheering Kim on - still rooted for Orchid. It was blatantly obvious that the auburn haired Chinese fighter had Orchid where she wanted her; however, the crowd disagreed immensely. They bellowed jeers to Kim, still attempting to motivate Orchid to rise up from her current predicament.

Only a small handful rooted for Kim, but that did little to satisfy the gorgeous eighteen year old fighter herself. Kim Wu scowled, and to say she was pissed was a gargantuan understatement. Throughout the whole damned tournament, she had fought opponents like Candy Cane, and who did they cheer for? That slutty rock and roll bitch herself, even before Kim Wu strangled her with her own panties upon jerking off the pigtailed tranny herself. She went toe to toe against Julia Chang and who did they applaud? Not Kim Wu, but that annoying nature loving cunt herself.

There was also a bout between her and that harlot Sunako Nakahara, to which the fight ended violently when Sunako was ripped apart limb by limb by starving demons who were said to have been hungering for a piece of ass like that goth whore herself. Then came the fight that ensued between her and Menat, which ceased in a gory manner when Menat was kicked off the very platform she fought on and was viciously impaled from her fat ass through the very opening of her gullet, destroying the dark skinned woman’s insides as she twitched and gurgled before death overcame her.

After all, Kim Wu competed not solely for the money - but to bring honor to her dojo and kindred. She could care less about the prize money, and with the tourney having been live-streamed on social media since the day it began, it didn’t bring any concern to her that some had enjoyed the demises of her opponents. She wasn’t going to play little miss politically correct, holier than thou cunt to them - that was someone else’s job.

Kim Wu firmly believed that had she eliminated the popular fighters in the competition, the crowd would’ve been on her side in no time along with the social media users. Much to her chagrin, upon the finals being between her and Orchid, no such thing occurred. That infuriated Kim Wu inside, her eyebrows furrowing.

That, and how Orchid - even as she heaved deeply with such aching agony - was still drop dead gorgeous in such a perilous situation made Kim envy her and the rest of the bitches she decimated. Orchid had an exotic appearance that could’ve made even the most calmest man like Kurama blush a crimson hue; with her perfect coffee hued eyes, mocha colored skin, and skimpy looking outfit that looked like a steampunk cosplay gone pornographic, Orchid would’ve - had she been born in a previous life - been a magazine starlet that could’ve made the most snotty, drugged up porn star shit themselves at the very glimpse of her.

Her spy suit clung tightly to her figure, displaying areolas the size of a thimble throughout the suit. Her crotch area was just as tempting, exposing her shaven pussy and exotic pussypetals. Heeled boots that reached to her sleek thighs only made her look more appealing, and with the way the sexy outfit rode up against her bulbously firm ass, Kim couldn’t help but admire her body - yet scorn it on the other hand.

Orchid’s mane flowed around her reminiscent to a halo, and with how confident and upbeat she was, was it of any wonder why she had the arena wrapped around her finger all too well? That, and with how she brutally annihilated other women as such the bodacious ginger Kimmy Mysner, veteran ninja Taki, slutty Chinese milf Zhang Chunhua alongside that little harlot known as Lucky Chloe, she won the hearts - and boners - of millions around the world who watched the tourney.

Kim Wu wasn’t flatter than a washboard by any means. She sported a just as tempting jiggly ass along with perfectly all natural c cups and kept herself in peak condition. She wasn’t a lesbian either, but she had to confess - that sexy agent could’ve made the likes of Reiko Hinomoto envious and enticed by her presence.

Orchid had been sculpted to such dangerously alluring perfection, that, even in a perilous situation, she still remained stunning regardless. Wouldn’t be too long before Orchid’s stunning beauty would be ruined by Kim’s hands. And with the finals being between Orchid and she herself, Kim Wu seized the opportunity.

Strutting over to where the spy’s weapons sprawled out feet before her, Kim Wu garnered a good grip on the weapons, eyebrows raising at the futuristic electric tonfas. She hadn’t exactly wielded a weapon like this before in all her years of living - but a lascivious thought occurred in her mind. Slowly forming a bawdy smirk, the lovely Chinese girl squatted over to where Orchid was, moving aside the crotch area of her attire.

To her surprise - and Orchid’s - the spy was wet, pussy juices displayed all too clearly to her and the roaring stadium. Her clit twitched thanks to the air being exposed, more juices running as her thighs twitched in a mixture of humiliation and delight.

Kim giggled: “You seriously get off on people defeating you?” Tearing apart the silky material of her suit to expose her bountiful bosom, she smirked at how they jiggled from being released from the bothersome prison that could be dubbed her suit.

Orchid snapped out of her dazed trance, shaking the cobwebs off. “K-Kim!” She stuttered, blushing feverishly. “That’s not true, don’t do this....look, I’m sorry I doubted you for a single second, I....AAAAIIIE!”

Orchid’s so-called apology - or therefore lack of one - fell on deaf ears when Kim Wu slid one of the weapons into her damp opening, emitting a small grunt to carefully fuck her with it. Orchid’s pussy walls attempted to repel the invading weapon, but failed to do just that, loosening around the tonfa and then wrapping around it all too lewdly. Kim Wu’s ears were greeted by the lewd noises Orchid’s cuntflower made in response to the penetration. One blushed in absolute nirvana; the other blushed in pure abashment.

Orchid had began panting, emitting exotic whimpers and yelps as she could no longer bottle up her unwanted lust. Her almond shaped eyes widened at how Kim Wu had orchestrated fucking her with her own weapon, her clit twitching at how the handle of the weapon would occasionally rub against it.

Orchid lewdly groaned out at how her cunt walls would loosen and wrap around her weapon like a vice at random intervals. Her gloved hands clutched her aching tits, tweaking the perky tanned nipples and squeezing to emit breast milk. Stream after stream of hot tit milk gushed out when she would have her own mini-gasms, squawking vivaciously whilst beads of sweat trailed around her form.

Kim Wu lapped up the dribbling milk that flowed throughout her tits, amazed that such a slutty looking fighter had a delectable, tasty fluid emitting. Nevertheless, her tempo picked up, hitting Orchid’s g-spot perfectly. Within seconds, a hot stream of squirt nectar from Orchid’s pussyflower commenced, the spy having her mouth agape as she squalled to the heavens. A nearly endless torrent of her gush stream ushered forth onto the arena tile and on her own weapon, Orchid’s eyes nearly rolling into the back of her own cranium from the unbelievably heavenly delirium. Orchid thought she would have died from the pleasure since it had overwhelmed her senses entirely.

Kim Wu slowly withdrew the weapon out of Orchid’s snatch, witnessing another jetstream of cunt nectar usher out. She watched in complete bewilderment, Orchid’s gaping cunt on full display for everyone. She could see the walls in full glory, let alone how well she could’ve accommodated a double vaginal penetration with how it gaped all too perfectly. Orchid was a writhing, babbling mess of a fighter now, consumed in abashment and lust.

Yet it all ended as Kim Wu merely took her weapons as a trophy. Orchid snapped out of her lusty daze, muttering: “Kim, what are you...? Where are you going...?”

Kim Wu’s dark eyes glimpsed over to the spy, a playful guffaw emitted. “Sorry, looks like I won. And I’m taking your weapons as a trophy. Enjoy your defeat, spy flower.” Kim merely walked over to the camera and waved hello to the blushing cameraman, waves of confusion coming onto Orchid.

Orchid’s questions were answered horribly as the gates that prevented any fans from impeding into the fights were opened, the alarm blaring into their ears. A gargantuan amount of naked men rushed over to Orchid’s defeated form, whooping and hollering immensely. Their cocks dangled to where they reached their kneecaps, fully erect and leaking precum.

Putting two and two together, Orchid endeavored to crawl away from the imminent gangbang, but found herself unable to do just that. A hysteric squall that was a concoction of agony and lust emerged from her throaty vocal chords, her virgin ass being penetrated by one of the unknown fan’s dicks. She attempted to pull herself off of him, but he held her in a tight grip, feeling her ass walls tighten around his dick and then loosen suddenly.

“FUUUUUUCK!!” The agent gritted through her teeth, feeling like she could’ve cracked them any second due to the sheer pressure she put her pearly whites through.

Orchid never really cared for anal despite sporting a wonderfully toned ass - and the last time she experimented with anal was when she was drunk with one of her fellow employees. “Never again,” she told herself that time. “I feel like I have to take the mother of all dumps.” Much to her irony, she did feel like she had to shit badly with the random attendee’s cock up her perfect ass.

Tears flowed down her face from the humiliation and despair she was enduring, another throaty cry emitting from the sensual spy as one of the men shoved his rock hard cock straight up her gaping pussy. One moaned in total lust at how her cunt gripped his cock better than any fleshlight could; Orchid, on the other hand, groaned in humiliation at the men raping her open orifices. Mascara ran down the sides of her beautiful visage, her cries being silenced once another man forced her mouth to open upon pinching her nose and forcing her to deepthroat him.

Orchid’s eyes widened, her holes squelching with horrendous noises upon being viciously gangbanged in front of the streaming event and for the audience’s entertainment. Gone was any confidence and dignity she obtained, her screams vibrating around the cock that was throatfucking her hard. Every waking second was pure humiliation for her, finding herself attending to these blueballed bastards in ways she never imagined.

Kim Wu smiled for the camera and waved hello, unaware there was a businessman in obsidian hued clothes with a scar on his visage coming out. She showed no concern over him waltzing over, watching as who knew how many users were hitting the like button or heart button, some hitting the angry emotion button with the controversial livestream of Orchid’s defeat and rape continuing.

The redhead warrior felt his hand grasp her wrist, to which the man ushered out with a microphone, wearing the biggest smile on his face; “I, Sakyo Naota, would love to declare our new KI Champion - Kim Wu!”

Kim Wu winked for the camera and blew a kiss, holding the title proudly with her left hand for all to see. In the background, there was Orchid, a defeated cumdumpster of a fighting envoy. Cum coated every inch of her body, flowing from her orifices and staining her formerly sensual lemon lime agent attire. She looked up at the camera, a bleak look on her face, her eyes bloodshot as she appeared so vacant. Her sinuses had been on fire where she had cum flow throughout her nostrils, her once neat hair a total mess. Her mind was broken from the gang rape, trying to say something to Sakyo or Kim Wu before she found herself silenced by a thick cock sliding down her slutty little gullet.

Kim Wu simply walked away from the sexcapade, chatting briefly with Sakyo. What they did to Orchid wasn’t of her concern nor his. By the time the gangbang was over, Sakyo would be the one who won an auction to have the formerly fierce warrior known as Black Orchid to be nothing more or less than a public cumdumpster who served only the most wealthy and well hung men out there until he deemed her worthless.

Summary: Orchid’s bout against Maya leads to not just her downfall - but a new life for the pitiful victim. Commissioned by anonymous.

***

Orchid - having been toned and fit all her years of training since she was a mere child - had wondered where she went wrong. One of her ribs had broken due to a kick Maya delivered, leaving the spy to clutch her aching injury and try to fend for herself against the onslaught of the Amazon. Since childhood, Orchid was trained in modern fighting, a cutie as a youngster, and when puberty hit her harder than a freight train, she grew even more gorgeous. Then once she hit adulthood, had she not been a spy, one could have surmised the woman had a beauty that mirrored Jennifer Connelly. And had Orchid been born in a previous life, she could’ve been an a list starlet and on the covers of magazines left and right as far as the eye could see.

She had a slightly visible six pack, alongside an hourglass figure. Bulbous tits the size of balloons could barely be contained in her spy suit, almost resembling a second skin for her. And with how the neon green and yellow material clung to her arms, legs, and body itself, it looked more like an attire worn for a bombastic stripper.

Her waist, despite being rather diminutive, was just as impressive. She had an innie belly button that was as adorable as the sexy grins she’d flash for the camera. And her ass? If there was a god, it was clear he sculpted this beauty to absolute perfection! Her ass was firm and perky, round at the most too. If one threw a quarter at it, it would jiggle like ripples in a pond.

Nothing about Orchid had came up short. She had a luscious dark mane that reached her shoulders perfectly, pearly whites that could light up a room, and a swift flexibility that most of these wrestling bitches in Rumble Roses grew envious of.

She had been confident she could defeat Maya and live another day. Maya was by no means less beautiful than Orchid per se - if anything, she was just as stunning as the neon clad spy. Maya wasn’t exactly as curvaceous as Orchid, but what she lacked in an hourglass figure, she made up for with her flawlessly carved muscles of Amazonian proportions and swift speed that rivaled her opponent in every way. Her breasts were contained in armor that emphasized every inch and curve of her Amazonian stature, leaving her just as bewitching to the naked eye.

Maya wasn’t as modern or formal in her training. She was raised in a forest since she was born, and by the time she was around six, the little one was learning how to combat against deadly foes. When puberty occurred to Maya, she grew just as deadly as she did gorgeously. Her body developed nicely, her thighs becoming as thick as tree trunks and her strength - she was an elephant in human form if there ever was one. And not one son of a bitch would hunt her down and maim her not her tribe’s animals. She stood by that vow and never broke it.

Maya had broken Orchid’s weapons at some point in the nasty bout with her own weapons due to frustration with how she gained the upper hand, witnessing the electric tonfas spark uselessly and then die down to where the heated up weapons became cold. They were sliced unevenly, but it wasn’t any concern to Maya. As long as she found a way to subdue her to, that was all that mattered.

Orchid had been lucky she didn’t cut off her arms at that moment, finding her lips agape at the sight of her weapons rendered beyond their working use. Yet the moment her walnut hued eyes locked onto Maya’s darkened oculars, she could see a fire burning in them. A sadistic fire, if anything. It was crystal clear that Maya was done playing games with the little bitch.

Garnering a grip onto Orchid’s left arm, Maya twisted it just perfectly to where the bone breaking was audible, almost unbearable had it not been for Orchid squalling at the virulent agony. She shook her head from the fierce blow, not expecting Maya to repeat the exact same action onto her right arm. Another impressive squawk formed from Orchid’s outstandling, throaty vocal chords, gritting her teeth throughout the yelp to where she believed her own pearly whites would’ve cracked from how bad she applied pressure onto them.

Stumbling onto her own two feet like a drunkard ready to pass out any second now, Maya pounced on Orchid like a tiger finding a worthy meal. One screamed in rage, another yelled in surprise. They rolled onto the ground, Maya on top of Orchid as her toned rear sat down on Orchid’s face.

“This is a shame, a very big shame.” Maya began, shaking her head. “That I have to hurt you like this.” With her tone of voice clearly acidic, Orchid knew she was bullshitting. Her arms struggled to lift the woman sitting on her face off of her, but her willpower was all for naught. The dark skinned blonde had a clear advantage over her, letting Orchid’s nose becoming buried between her crack, forcing her to inhale the scent of her womanly holes.

Orchid’s sinuses were cruelly greeted by the intoxicating aroma of her orifices, Maya clearly having not washed for days due to her menstrual cycle occurring. Orchid prayed she would pass out on the spot due to the neatly reminiscent fragrance of ammonia reeking, but no such thing occurred.

Maya’s sturdy, fierce arms grasped a great hold onto one of Orchid’s legs, taking her sweet time admiring the long leg before, with a sudden violence, she slammed her elbow onto her kneecap, breaking it crudely. There was a loud crunch sound that echoed briskly, and Orchid’s eyes went wider than saucers.

To say her nerves were shot was a nigh understatement. Her heart raced, Orchid’s screams muffled barely thanks to Maya using her as a chair. Yet the poor pitiful spy’s wails and heaves vibrated around Maya’s pussy and asshole, providing the Amazon pleasure in more ways than one. And considering how stiff the bronze hued Amazon’s nipples were, it wasn’t of any doubt she would enjoy dealing an immense amount of despair to her delicious victim.

Hot blood trailed down Orchid’s left leg that was now rendered useless. The bone protruded grotesquely out through her boot, staining it with fresh blood as well. It was for better or worse Orchid couldn’t exactly see what Maya orchestrated, otherwise the Asian agent would’ve went into a rage, calling her anything but a child of god.

Orchid had tears rolling down her face that barely stained Maya’s attire, her caterwaul reaching octaves that vibrated so hard against Maya’s orifices that she could’ve sworn that some of her juices leaked down her throat. ‘No, maybe that was piss?’ The envoy pondered in her state of sorrow, unfortunately never gaining a simple answer to what exactly rushed down her gullet that she was forced to swallow.

Orchid could feel Maya slowly get off of her, admiring her work she performed on Orchid. Her cruel grin transformed into a look of shock, witnessing her little victim trying to crawl away on her own elbows and hands so weakly, grasping onto the tile. With her one good leg remaining better than her left leg, Orchid miraculously rose up, dazed.

Orchid was a limping mess at this rate. Her hair was matted horrendously, eyes bloodshot, faced stained from crying her pretty little eyes so much. Her head throbbed harshly with the mother of all migraines, praying that this would end. Her body swayed like a sail to a ship so hypnotically, enticing all who saw her dance of peril.

She moaned: “Spare me, please...the agony is...toooo...much....” that was all Orchid could muster since her voice was raspy, hoping Maya would have some sense of decency to heed her words.

Eyebrows furrowing, the sunshine maned warrior shook her head and figured why not grant the sobbing spyslut her wish all too horribly. Daggers in hand, she had a shit eating grin painted on her face whilst Orchid trembled at the sight of the cruel looking huntress.

“You want the pain to end, spy whore? Your wish is my command.” Maya wickedly whispered, and with lightning speed, the arms that once swayed alongside Orchid’s body were cut perfectly. Orchid’s nerves were shredded to kingdom come, pain levels exceeding. Despite her vocal chords being sore from having screeched so much, Orchid impressed all of those who witnessed the bout with a caterwaul that could’ve shattered Glass - no, ceramic coffee mugs, had that been the case.

Her stumps wiggled uselessly, splattering warm coppery fluid onto the arena floor messily. Orchid weakly stumbled upon a cracked tile that had jutted out, falling over on her perfect ass that did little to nothing to cushion the fall.

With her eyes becoming glossy, Orchid attempted to enunciate something as Maya stashed away her bloody blades and towed off with her arms as a souvenir. Yet all the Asian agent could attempt was just silent whimpers beneath her breath. Tears rolled down her heart shaped visage, wishing that this was just some sort of fucked up nightmare and she would awaken from it, unharmed in any way.

However, the beginning of Orchid’s end was still to come...

***

Months had went by and Orchid was now a retired fighter turned main star stripper at a strip club entitled Club Bosch. Having been one of the prime starlets, her retirement led to her obtaining new arms and new legs that were cybernetic enhancements by the likes of the demons who saved her after she passed out from her challenge against Maya. They were a flawless titanium, helping Orchid every step of the way - figuratively and literally speaking.

She was still just as achingly angelic in aesthetics despite the controversial battle with Maya, but things had changed. Cybernetic limbs aside, it was crystal clear she was knocked up with the heir of Yusuke Urameshi’s child. After all, he was the one who obtained her after a demon market auction that went all in his favor, and her cybernetic enhancements that they performed on her only fueled the midnight maned eighteen year old’s lust like a wildfire.

“You’re not gonna worry about any sick fucks no more.” That was what Yusuke mustered to her nude form, his digits tracing every inch of her titanium limbs.

“Is that a promise?” Orchid weakly whimpered.

Yusuke nodded. “But,” he tapped his chin with one of his fingers. “there is one condition, Orchid.”

Orchid had no qualms at this rate, prepared to do whatever she could to support the man who saved her from any twisted cunt who wanted their sick hands on her.

And when she heard what the condition was, she accepted...reluctantly. And a month after Yusuke knocked her up, she began her new career - as the top star of Club Bosch.

***

Orchid had been who knew how many months pregnant and with the spirit detective having a tight leash on her, he expected her to give birth to his heir any day now. And by the time she did, she would have custody of the child briefly before Yusuke would step in and take away her child. After that, whatever happened to Orchid wasn’t of any concern to him. If she ended up on drugs or blew her brains out, that was her loss. Not Yusuke’s.

“After all, I’m going to be running the realms as the heir of the Mazoku, and I’ll be damned if i let that cunt take away my kid and have me bending over backwards to pay child custody until I’m a penniless drunk.” Yusuke told himself, making sure Orchid was entirely unaware he would be the one raising their child.

And with his concubine Marigorri helping him by his side alongside his friends, Yusuke had not a worry in the world. The last thing he and his paramour truly needed was that little former spy turned stripper slut becoming a nagging ass housewife who needed a good throttling to keep her ass in line.

Besides her pregnancy, Orchid now had tattoos that covered almost every inch of her body. A belly button ring that had a demon’s fangs clearly shone, the gemstones resembling emeralds and peridots. Various amounts of lewd body writing all covered Orchid’s form. Arrows pointed to her mouth, saying: “Insert cock/pussy here” whilst on her forehead, the word “fuckpig” was composed crudely.

Her breasts were no better. Arrows pointed to the coin sized areolas, indicating they could be squeezed to have her breast milk used as a sweetener or creamer. “Bitch” And “Cunt” were written on her left an right tits respectively, her nipples aching from who knew how many times people used her tits like a drink machine.

Below her pregnant torso, an arrow pointed to her cunt, displaying that anyone could fuck her velvety pussy at will. Her pubic hair had gotten wispy and resembled a lion’s mane, her labia hiding her pretty little pink pearl well.

Yet her ass cheeks fared no better. The word - or therefore what could be composed of it - “whore” was cruelly composed onto her sculpted ass, the O of the word being none other than Orchid’s twitching little asshole that teased the patrons unintentionally.

Her attire - or what could be dubbed of it - was almost as outrageous looking as her spy outfit. Neon green bikini with thigh high boots that were flat alongside long, fingerless gloves completed her slutty getup. The top of the bikini barely covered her perky, strawberry sized nipples and the bottom of the attire rode up against her ass, displaying her cheeks and the written insult to kill two birds and a stone. The bottom of the bikini managed to contain her precious pussyflower, but by a margin. It exposed her unshaven snatch at the same time, leaving the blushing stripper a flushed mess who tried to play modest in such a hypocritical manner.

Orchid’s mentality had broken long ago, when Maya severed her limbs and career in one blow. Then when she was operated on, she wished that she had died in the operating room or worse, they did incredulously grotesque and fucked up shit she didn’t wish on her worst enemy. She had struggled with a depression that didn’t seem to cease until the moment Yusuke saved her and he busted a thick nut to assure she’d get pregnant with his child. But even then, the depression waves came and went, and the only reasons Orchid remained alive were for her savior and for the baby that was to be due any day now. That, and the money she’d earn as a stripper was luxurious. It was helping Yusuke with his life in the human world greatly, to where his mother Atsuko was amazed at how much he was “raking” in.

Orchid’s vibrant eyes looked bleak. She seemed dead inside, and even with the sultry makeup decorated on her visage, she still had to force herself to smile to these patrons and act so slutty to them as they murmured all sorts of snide, hateful remarks to her. Thankfully, none of them went as far as to harming the bitch and having her miscarry. The last thing any of those rat fucks needed was Yusuke finding out and slaughtering their asses violently.

***

But now, here was Orchid, laying on her back as a man with a scar on his face and long, flowing obsidian locks pounded his fuckstick into her tight, sweet cunt, their grunts barely audible thanks to the fight that was displayed on the television set. Her tits swayed in perfect rhythm to Sakyo’s thrusts, one of them looking up at the television set briefly; the other locked eyes with her clientele.

Sakyo was piqued by the sight of a redhead with nunchucks fighting off the same woman who ended Orchid’s career. His thrusts had slowed down carefully, making sure she didn’t climax just yet. His oceanic hued optics grew wide at the very sight, seeing the two women duke it out virulently.

Orchid had dug her nails into his back, moaning lewdly like a cheap whore. As a wave of confusion entered her mind, her almond eyes looked over to see why her patron had slowed down his fucking pace. Her questions now had answers that all made sense - and she wished she never grew curious as to why he stopped drilling into her sweet love tunnel.

Her eyes widened in horror, seeing Maya clearly winning against Kim Wu. She tried to usher out some sort of enraged scream at the Amazonian bitch who destroyed her life engaging in a battle with the petite yet voluptuous auburn haired heroine. But all that she let out was a pathetic cry as Sakyo came the moment Maya was crowned the winner of the Killer Instinct tournament.

Sakyo had blown his load perfectly the moment Maya was victorious, his teeth gritted as he snarled in pure lust. His cock throbbed with each load he blew, slowly pulling out of the cyber-slut he had service him. Cleansing his well hung cock with her own bikini bottom and tucking his member back into his neatly designed crow colored trousers, Sakyo merely walked away from the sobbing spy. He didn’t seem to have any care in the world that she was having a traumatic breakdown, having left who knows how many wads of cash to the slutty bitch before he departed carelessly.

As the weeks passed by, the clock was ticking and Orchid’s pregnancy would soon cease. She’d finally give birth to Yusuke’s heir, a girl named Tomoe, and before she’d know it, a few years would pass by and Yusuke would gain custody of Tomoe, cutting all ties with Orchid all except for her providing money for them. Orchid would become a broken shell of herself even further, having lost not just her fighting career, her limbs - but her child as well. Sooner or later, one of the patrons would find her overdosing on a drug in the bathroom. It was clear she couldn’t handle it any longer, and death was the only option she could find at that rate.

Summary: Jin the Wind Master decides to have a little bit of fun with Orchid upon defeating her. It goes horrendously awry for the spy.

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Stars exploded around Orchid’s cranium due to the hard blows Jin delivered. Her outfit was torn to shreds due to the sheer impact of Jin’s Tornado Fist, ruining her outfit altogether. Her shorts could barely contain her bulbously perfect ass, the jiggling cheeks now exposed to the wide, cheering audience who enjoyed every sight of the spy on the verge of defeat and nearly stripped.

The top of her outfit - if it could be dubbed just that - was demolished, exposing her perfectly tanned nipples and flawlessly formed tits the size of beach balls. Her goggles that rested on top of her forehead were now broken, proving to be of no use due to the sheer velocity of the strength Jin the Wind Master commenced.

She had desperately tried to cover herself up, abashed that her lacy panties that barely shielded her most intimate regions was doing little to ease tensions. That, and with the crowd lewdly jeering at her nearly nude form, Orchid’s face flushed a shade of crimson.

Jin flew over to the spy, one of his clenched fists hitting her right between the eyes perfectly. Orchid yelled out, her limber hands covering her now busted nose as blood flowed freely. Tears flowed down her face upon forming in her optics, the redhead shinobi watching her land on her perfection filled ass that did very little to cushion the impact.

“DANGER!!” An unforeseen bellowed at Orchid, alarms flashing as her entire world was glaring red. Orchid had teamed up with the likes of Nina Harper, Ashi, Susan Long, Peg Pete, and of course - Jun Kazama. But her teammates were now long gone. Nina was ripped apart limb from limb by the likes of Chu, Ashi had been violated brutally by the likes of Ladybug (who now obtained the Jagan eye thanks to being a concubine Of Hiei and asking Shigure to operate on her). Susan Long was turned into a literal human ice sculpture by the likes of Touya, and with one fist to the stomach, she came apart like the finest glass, rendering her existence useless. Peg Pete wasn’t also any better, both she and Jun Kazama having their heads crushed together and corpses left out to rot for the demons to feast upon. Now she was the sole survivor - and wished to whatever god existed that her team was still alive, let alone helping her.

Orchid’s obsidian mane was a complete mess, sprawling around her and soaking with sweat. She kept attempting to shake the cobwebs off with her mind dazed, but no such luck occurred. Her electrotonfa were who knew exactly how many feet away, one of them broken in the midst of the fight. The other was in a better condition, but that wasn’t exactly saying much. It had seen better days.

Her entire body throbbing in aching pain, Orchid gritted her teeth and slowly rose up, trying to retrieve her remaining electrotonfa as she walked steadily. But that all ended when Jin grabbed the weapon once she was within distance of it and threw it into the air, the two barely able to hear the weapon drop into the ocean’s vast water. Jin surmised with the weapon submerged deep in the aquatic liquid, it would be of no use with the system in it completely fried like a cheap phone.

“So where do ya think yer goin’?” The pointy eared, azure eyed demon asked in his usual Irish accent, emitting a throaty guffaw. “Ya didn’t think I’d let ya escape, would ya? Wouldn’t be a fair fight if you won with that silly weapon of yours.”

Orchid’s eyebrows furrowed, enraged at the audacity of this demon to just chuck her only weapon that worked like it was a child’s toy into the air and right into the vast deep blue sea. “You rat fuck,” she snarled beneath clenched teeth. “I’ll kill you for this, I’ll...”

Jin silenced Orchid with a deep kiss, sliding his leathery tongue deep into her mouth. The two moaned into each other’s gullets, one in surprise and the other in a lust they were slowly consumed in. Jin wouldn’t lie - he was somewhat picky with women, but something about Orchid got him reeling. Especially when she was on the receiving end by his hands, no less. Just watching her go from confident cutie to defeated dame gave Jin a feeling he hadn’t felt in forever: a lust of dominance and lewdness.

Pulling away from her pouty lips, Orchid slowly breathed in and out, drawing deep breaths. Her dazed eyes glimpsed down to where Jin’s digits tweaked her perky nipples all too carelessly. He grinned, ears twitching joyously as she began to leak breast milk lewdly. His lips wrapped around the leaking udders, slurping away noisily as his taste buds were greeted by the delicacy of her tit milk.

Jin had to confess; he had enjoyed some of the human candies and delicacies Yusuke Urameshi and his allies introduced him to. But this? My lord, the woman’s tit milk could’ve been a worthy substitute for an ice cream coating! It was heavenly!

Orchid couldn’t help but shudder and moan, completely an abashed mess with the redhead demon having her as putty in his hands. Hot pussy juices ran down her toned thighs at his erotic actions, finding herself too weak to push him away and have him cease his lewd performance.

Jin withdrew briefly, swallowing the substance with a toothy grin. “You know, it really is a shame it’s gotta be like this.” He chuckled, both arms drawn back as his fists clenched. “A real shame, too. I was enjoyin’ havin’ fun with ya. But since ya lost and I won, it’s only fair game.”

Orchid could see he was planning on using double the Tornado Fist attack, her panic levels rising. Managing to get up on steady legs, she began to flee for her life. Jin - having been far more faster than she - guffawed at her useless attempt to get away scot free. Within a matter of seconds, he called out his attack and an onslaught of harsh winds were sent billowing towards Orchid.

Orchid was sent spiraling who knew how many feet into the air, screaming for her life as the fierce tornados ripped apart her delicate sex. Gone was her labia alongside her adorable nub of a clitoris, blood splattering down the arena tile. Her once prized pussy now looked like a chopped up ham ready for consumption, tears rolling down her face at the humiliation. But it only got worse from there.

Her tits fared no better, being torn asunder. Hot tit milk splattered carelessly, the skin being slashed through to resemble a perfectly whipped ice cream. Her breast fat could barely be contained, seeping through the so called skin and dripping brutally. Her bosom was completely annihilated, and the spy surmised no amount of surgery or therapy would assist her trauma in any way, shape or form. As Orchid watched her desexing in slow motion, her wish for death was granted.

She felt the icy breeze sting her eyes, and it wasn’t too long before she ushered out a final scream. Her head came into contact with the pavement all too flawlessly, crushing her cranium like a rotten grape. Her eyeballs splattered into different directions, teeth shattering, brains painting the concrete gruesomely. Her blood seeped, hair and skull fragments scattered carelessly. Her tits had literally exploded thanks to the impact, some bystanders being showered in her tit milk, Crimson liquid, and fat as well. One or two of them had her nipples right on their foreheads in such a darkening, humorous way.

With her ass lewdly up in the air, her hands made twitches that were completely random. It wasn’t long before a post-mortem stream of piss ushered forth from her previously delicate cunt that signaled forth the spy was truly done, her legs slumping uselessly.

Jin just simply shrugged off the spy’s demise, not caring in the slightest he had caused her to pass away so brutally and ruined her most intimate areas. All that mattered was that he won - and upon acknowledging he was the winner of the tourney, he flew away, chortling to himself as the crowd roared thunderously at Orchid’s horrid destiny.